Coffee Shop – arlene s bice
There is a rhythm in the air
as folks walk in, place an order
the barista moves as if in a ballet
creates a buzz or a whoosh
asks, would you like a ?
a coffee drinker takes a table
someone waves hello
another stops to chat
coffee aroma fills the room
a low hum of words float
as heads bend over laptops
before the day takes over.
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Our Monday writing group has published its second annual chapbook, titled Heartspeak. From writing prompts, seeds are planted that become words, words strung together become thoughts, placed on paper, these thoughts become poems, essays, and stories.
Some poetry is for remembering and some for remembering with pure joy to bring a grin to your winter face. Please enjoy one of my contributions. The thought of it warms me on a wintry day.
COFFEE
No longer coffee for me
Brought up on toast & tea
I do have memories so sweet
of driving nights to Canal Street
NYC that is.
A tiny cup of espresso
dark, foamy, compresso
sided with an Italian delight
flaky, whipped cream on sight
the best ever.
By my side, my Italian stud
silver-haired, full Italian blood
oh, yes I have memories of coffee
some with anisette or flavored toffee
all wonderful.
Arlene Sandra Bice ©2014
Filed under Canal Street, coffee, espresso, writing group poetry
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